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Your darkness does not scare me, nor will I run from you; like a star, I’m falling for the phases of your moon.

Stephanie Briar

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I erected cities with adoration on my tongue and you burnt mine down in the wake of your love.
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Can hope bloom in the shade? Can time give back what it takes away? I once saw the answers to life in your eyes; now I can remember the words to goodbye.
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The day I made peace with my pain was the day I was born again.
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We weren’t written in the stars; all that glitters wasn’t ours.
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The glint of mischief in your eyes is the flint in my matchstick. Striking; always this close to igniting.
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In my dreams you conjure me like a spell in the night. Let us haunt one another with uneasy peace, and die burning alive.
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If we are what we love, Then I am whatever you are made of.
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When you focus on directing your energy away from harm and toward healing, you feed the soul and starve the ego.
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Stop accepting abstract noun love. Real love is always action verb.
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How do you sleep soundly, knowing you traded roses for weeds?
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I am a phoenix living in a culture of vultures.
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Creatives are neither born nor created. They are activated.
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Last night, I sent you home with a kiss and a promise. I hope you still believe in roses.
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Some days, my mind will still be in prison, but I will live in spite of it. I unlearn how to swim; I trade my gills for lungs and wings.
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You’re preserved inside of me; cadaversque. I both acquiesce and atrophy because of it.
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Poetry? That’s easy. I just cut the vein, and let it bleed.
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